It was only when they saw it with their own eyes that the three powerful Golden Immortal-level demonic beasts, still brimming with momentum, fell to the ground and became lifeless corpses.
Roar!
The six individuals in green robes covered their mouths, barely containing their astonished gasps, trembling with fear.
These were demonic beasts at the level of Golden Immortals. How could they just die like this?
Even though the reality unfolded before their eyes, the six of them couldn't help but feel incredulous.
But it wasn't until a group of old men arrived in the backyard, started a fire, plucked the feathers, and then put them in the pot that a fragrant aroma wafted out, finally convincing the six individuals of the reality before them.
That powerful Golden Immortal-level demonic beast had truly perished.
"No, we can't just sit here and wait for death."
At that moment, one of the green-robed individuals spoke up, his voice resolute. "The appearance of these people has already posed a threat to Lord Duan's plan."
"True," another person nodded solemnly. "If it were just a group of Martial Emperors and Earth Immortals, it wouldn't be enough to make Lord Duan fear or have any impact on him. It wouldn't matter if we died here. But even a Golden Immortal-level demonic beast was used for food..."
"It means that this group of people's strength is far from simple. So we can't just wait for death. We must find a way to convey the information from here."
"It seems we can only use this."
The leader of the green-robed individuals raised his arm and said leisurely.
On the back of his hand, one could see a strange pattern.
"Fortunately, Lord Duan gave this to us before we left. Although Lord Duan earnestly instructed that using it would deplete his power and it should not be used unless in special circumstances, now that we carry this information, I believe even if we activate it, Lord Duan won't punish us."
"That's right, but we need some time to restore our cultivation before we can activate it."
"Then let's not just sit around. Let's hurry and heal while restoring our cultivation."
The six individuals in green robes discussed and made up their minds. They closed their eyes one after another, entering a state of healing and cultivation recovery.
Three large pots of fragrant wild game, personally cooked by Yi Feng, were placed on the table.
The eyes of the people present lit up.
They all understood that a real stroke of great fortune had finally arrived.
"Mmm, it's delicious. It's so delicious."
"This meat contains tremendous power. I feel like I'm about to break through."
"I feel like I'm about to break through too."
After devouring the wild game, the group of workers who had just arrived couldn't help but be moved to tears, their voices filled with excitement.
"Don't rush, everyone. Stay calm and you'll gradually get used to it." The permanent residents of Pingjiang City spoke calmly, sending warnings to the newcomers.
"I have to say, the taste is truly exquisite."
Yi Feng himself was also eating voraciously. After all, it was getting late now. From the fight and releasing the three wild beasts, it had unknowingly become evening.
"Sir."
"It's still raining outside, and it's getting dark. The Guild Leader specifically instructed us to prepare fine guest rooms at the inn for you and the others to stay. At the same time, tonight, a theater troupe and the Flower Chief of the Wind and Rain Building, Mo Sihan, have been invited for your entertainment."
At this moment, the steward approached Yi Feng and spoke softly.
"Oh?"
"Mosihan from the Wind and Rain Building has quite a reputation in Pingjiang City. You, Master, are really courteous!"
Yi Feng replied with a smile on his face.
"You're too kind, sir. It's only natural."
The steward smiled and said, "Sir, please enjoy your meal and drinks. I'll go attend to other matters. Let me know if you need anything."
"Very well."
Yi Feng nodded politely.
After the steward left, he loudly announced to everyone, "Listen up, we have invited a troupe and the leading courtesan from the Wind and Rain Building for entertainment tonight. Take your time eating and drinking, and we'll continue the festivities later."
"Great!"
"Thank you, sir."
The sounds of revelry filled the restaurant.
For a while, laughter echoed throughout the tavern, and these martial emperor immortals transformed into common folk, exchanging punches and drinking, creating a lively atmosphere.
Later in the evening...
Amidst a slight commotion and a fragrant breeze, everyone turned their attention towards the entrance.
Under the escort of two charming young girls, a woman in a red dress walked in, holding an umbrella.
Her skin was fair as snow, her eyes clear as water. With every move she made, she exuded an air of grace and gentleness. Yet, her coquettish demeanor revealed a captivating allure!
She glanced around and her lively gaze fell upon Yi Feng.
She curtsied gracefully.
"Greetings, sir."
"I presume you must be Miss Mo Sihan, the leading courtesan of the Wind and Rain Building?"
"Indeed, her reputation precedes her!"
Even Yi Feng couldn't help but instinctively adjust his collar upon seeing her. He nodded warmly.
"Ah!"
"The Flower Fairy, Dongsheng's Flower Fairy, Mo Sihan!"
"Yes, how did she end up here?"
However, upon seeing Mo Sihan, many people in the crowd were shocked. They were born into the major powers of Dongsheng, so the name was familiar to them.
It was said that she was born in the Valley of Peerless Beauty and possessed formidable strength. Not only did she single-handedly bring the Valley to the pinnacle of Dongsheng, but she herself was also favored by the heavens, maintaining her youthful appearance and enchanting beauty.
"Wasn't she already gone long ago?"
"Yes, and her strength was that of a Martial Emperor a thousand years ago. How did she become a courtesan here?"
"Ah, it's truly unbelievable."
The crowd discussed fervently.
However, considering that they had seen many legendary figures appear in this city before, Mo Sihan's presence didn't seem so surprising.
However...
One woman who cooked on the island trembled and couldn't calm herself. When she saw Mo Sihan, she almost kneeled down.
She was the current head of the Valley of Peerless Beauty, but in terms of seniority, Mo Sihan standing before her was her ancestor!
Mo Sihan glanced at her with her beautiful eyes, which helped the woman regain her composure and suppress her excitement.
"A toast to the gentleman."
Mo Sihan approached Yi Feng and filled two cups with wine using her delicate jade-like hand. She raised her cup to her lips gracefully, concealed by her sleeve, and took a light and elegant sip.
"Very well."
Yi Feng raised his cup and raised it slightly before downing it in one gulp.
"Next, I will play a piece for the gentleman and everyone present. Allow me to show you my humble skills!"
Mo Sihan stood up and gracefully sat beside the guzheng, which had been prepared by her servant. Her exquisite figure captivated the eyes, and as her beautiful gaze flickered, her slender jade hand gently landed on the strings.
Yi Feng nodded and smiled, waiting patiently.
However, deep down, he couldn't help but feel skeptical.
It wasn't that he looked down on this woman; it was just that the musical standards in this world were quite mediocre, and he couldn't really appreciate it.
Therefore, he admitted that she was good-looking, but he didn't have high hopes for her musical skills.
The strings of the guzheng vibrated.
Finally, a melodious tune emerged...
As the sound of the guzheng reached his ears, Yi Feng, who had been drinking absentmindedly, suddenly paused in mid-air, his gaze fixed on Mo Sihan.
Damn it.
Jay Chou's "Nocturne"?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
